The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 839: The King of Pie in the Sky

"I pay you my highest respects!" Denethor II said excitedly to Roland, sincerely convinced.

"Hahaha, you are too excited, Your Highness Denethor. Calm yourself down and let's have a good chat!" Roland stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, signaling Denethor II to calm down. After all, the excited Denethor II at this moment did not look like a well-educated nobleman at all.

"I am sorry for being disrespectful, Your Majesty. Please forgive my disrespect..." Denesor II straightened his posture and looked at Roland seriously.

  "I have set the banquet, please come in!" Roland stretched out his hand and said to Denethor II. As a Chinese on Earth, Roland was very skilled in discussing business at the dinner table. Things that were difficult to resolve at the negotiation table could be settled with two glasses of wine at the dinner table!

"Thank you for your help!" Denethor II stood up and followed Roland without any pretense. Although he was excited, he remained calm. His peripheral vision and eyes kept scanning everything around him to get the information he wanted.

After a circle, under the leadership of Roland, several officers including Denethor II and Holfa also arrived at the royal banquet hall.

  "Click!" The solid wood inlaid with magic crystals was pushed open, and everyone walked in under the guidance of the servants. What surprised Denethor II was that this so-called royal banquet hall was not the non-mainstream magnificent decoration style that was popular among the nobles of this era. On the contrary, with various wooden carvings and exquisite silk decorations, the entire royal banquet hall looked simple and elegant, and at the same time, it looked unusually dignified!

"The decoration is simple and practical, but it doesn't look ordinary!" Denesor II commented in his heart. These things may seem ordinary, but when combined together, they have a kind of charming beauty!

"Try it! These are special foods from the North. You can't eat them in the South!" Roland stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, interrupting Denethor II's thoughts of watching.

  "Huh? There's nothing to eat in the south?" Denethor II was stunned. Since when did the wealthy Gondor not be able to eat the food of the North, which was known as a remote and poor place?

Curious Denethor II didn't believe it. He wanted to see what Roland was up to and what delicacies he had never seen or tasted.

"I... uh? I've never seen it before..." Denethor II looked at the opened plate and was about to mock Roland for thinking he couldn't afford cheese? But when he used a fork to pick on it, the cheese broke into pieces...

"Your Majesty, what is this?" Denethor II tried to pick up the white and tender dish with his fork, but the more he picked it up, the more the white chunks became fragmented...

The tofu from Earth successfully defeated Denethor II in Middle-earth. After Roland introduced this thing to Denethor II, he tried tirelessly to pick up the tender tofu with a fork. In the end, the crazy Denethor II directly used magic to drag it out of the plate, and then he could eat a complete piece of tofu.

As for Hallfar and the others, they picked up the spoons beside them attentively... Only Denethor II was left watching Roland holding two "sticks" and throwing the so-called tofu that he had been unable to pick up for a long time into his mouth. At this moment, Denethor II felt like a human-machine...

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"Excuse me, but why would you, as a prince, ..." Roland started the conversation, pretending to know nothing.

"The orcs are too rampant! I hope to learn how you deal with them!" As expected, the young Denethor II was still very immature. Although he was knowledgeable and wise, he was young and inexperienced and was immediately tricked by Roland. "Oh, oh, oh! So that's it!" Roland looked as if he had suddenly realized something, which made Kaslo's face twitch. This guy must have a dark heart! He directed and acted in a big drama and pretended that nothing happened.

"Orcs shouldn't be that difficult to deal with, right?" Roland pretended to be surprised.

"Ahem! Your Majesty, I'm tired. I'll take my leave first!" Caslo bit his lip and thought about all the sad things in his life. After trying hard to control himself from laughing out loud, he quickly stood up and said goodbye to Roland. He was afraid that if he kept sitting next to Roland, he would burst out laughing sooner or later. In order to prevent Roland's stage from being ruined, he quickly left on the pretext of being tired from escorting Denethor II and the others.

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Majesty. You have worked hard on the journey! His Majesty Roland thanks your country's dragon knights for the escort along the way!" Denesor II said goodbye to Kaslo politely, not knowing that the people here had already dug a sinkhole for him before he came. Now he was jumping and thanking the people who dug the sinkhole.

"That's all right. It's my duty. Let's talk about the orcs. Why are you interested in them? It seems that the orcs didn't invade Gondor on a large scale." Roland waved his hand to signal Denethor II to get down to business.

"But the border is completely ruined..." Denethor II said hatefully. Those damn wandering orcs entered the border of Gondor and burned, killed and looted, leaving only scorched earth for Gondor along the way.

  "Border? There will be problems on the border of powerful Gondor?" Roland looked shocked and unbelievable. This greatly satisfied the vanity of Denethor II. Look! Even the brave and warlike kingdom in the north recognized the power of Gondor!

At this moment, Denethor II was already lost in Roland's constant praise of the powerful Gondor and the wise King of Gondor! This made the young Denethor II almost unable to control himself. Adolf Heinrich listened to the two trolls' commercial boasting with a numb face. Only the disgust in the depths of his eyes showed that Adolf Heinrich was not as calm as he seemed.

"No, no, no! Your Majesty, you are too kind! We are the Prime Minister! The Regent! Not the King of Gondor! There is someone else in the royal family!" Denethor II corrected Roland with a wry smile. After all, Denethor II's mind was still simple at the moment. He just wanted to kill the orcs. What had he done wrong?

"What? What about the royal family? They actually gave up the country?" Roland stood up suddenly.

  "..." Adolf Heinrich closed his eyes tiredly. It was really painful to watch Roland acting. He understood it better than anyone else! He was better at pretending than anyone else!

"Um...it's like this..." Denethor II shared the not-so-secret secret of the Gondorian royal family with Roland, and said that the Prime Minister's family would be loyal to the Son of Prophecy who had not yet appeared.

"Bah! What son of prophecy? What King of Gondor? Does he deserve it? Your family has worked hard to govern Gondor for countless years? And the royal heir comes here to pick peaches for no apparent reason? This king's crown is so worthless?" Roland slammed the table indignantly, looking even angrier than Denethor II.

Adolf Heinrich beside him closed his eyes and covered his face. He couldn't bear to look at the scene where Denethor II was trying to persuade Roland to calm down...

"Why should he? I think your family is the real king of Gondor!" Roland began to make empty promises. Roland, the king of empty promises in Middle-earth, is officially online!

  "Although their lineage is the founding royal family, they have been away from the kingdom for so many years! It was you! Your House of Hurin has rebuilt Gondor! It was you who gave Gondor a new life! In terms of achievements, you are no less than the royal family! In terms of loyalty, you have also done your best! Why should a guy who came out of nowhere inherit this kingdom?" Roland began to add fuel to the fire. To him, it was better for Denethor II to be king than for Aragorn to be king!

(End of this chapter)